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Li An had an enlightening moment as she began to fight like a true martial artist. She felt her awareness sharpen, her movements more fluid. A surge of energy pulsed within her as she leaped toward Li Hao, her sword now glowing with a light pink hue.
At that moment, she spoke, her voice steady and determined: "Heavenly Blossom Sword Art, Blooming Sky."
As she moved, the fragrance of blossoms filled the air. Her sword danced through the air in fourteen precise strikes, each one faster and more powerful than the last. The air seemed to shimmer with the energy of each movement.
Li Hao smiled, his eyes gleaming with a mix of pride and curiosity. "Heavenly Blossom Sword Art, 24 Moves of the Blossoming Sky."
In that moment, as Li An observed the full spectrum of Li Hao's sword strikes, she noticed a blossoming flower taking shape within the battle, the petals of which seemed to radiate the essence of the technique.
This was her enlightenment. She understood now: the true essence of the Heavenly Blossom Sword Art. It wasn't just about technique, but about harmony with the sword's energy and the flow of nature itself.
Suddenly, all the sword marks disappeared, leaving behind only the lingering fragrance of blossoms. She stood there, her heart racing, her mind in an unnatural state. The world seemed to shift around her.
She felt the spiritual power of heaven and earth. White energy swirled around her, mingled with flashes of blue and red. But then, to her surprise, something caught her attention. In the distance, almost imperceptible, she saw a tiny flash of green energy—so small it was almost invisible.
With all her focus, she drew the green spirit power toward her. As it entered her body, it flowed directly into her inner core. In that instant, all other spiritual power faded, leaving only the green energy that now thrummed within her.
She stared in awe at the pure, verdant power. "So, this is what Brother felt," she thought. "To merge with this type of spiritual power... to sense all powers of the same nature..."
Nature's spiritual power—the power of nature itself. Her heart raced as she felt her connection to the world deepen, an unspoken understanding of everything around her.
The eternal ocean of nature's spiritual power spread out before her, and she gazed around, taking in the vastness. Then, her eyes turned toward Li Hao, who stood at a distance, a smile on his face.
She saw a faint, yellow light—a small yet powerful spiral of energy emanating from him. He was not simply a practitioner of martial arts; he was a force of nature in his own right.
Li Hao's smile widened as he spoke. "Congratulations on your breakthrough to the Transcendent Realm. You are now a true martial master."
Li An's eyes widened. "What kind of spiritual power have I awakened?" she asked, barely able to believe the transformation.
Li Hao nodded, his gaze thoughtful. "You've awakened Nature's spiritual power."
Li An blinked in surprise. "Nature's power…? Does that mean I'm destined to lead all martial artists?"
Li Hao chuckled softly and nodded. "In a way, yes. The martial path is not just about what you can see or what you can physically accomplish. It's about what you can feel and what you can become. The realm of martial artists is far beyond what you think."
Li An tilted her head, confused. "What do you mean?"
Li Hao sat down in a lotus position, his expression serious. "In the ancient era, just five hundred thousand years ago, the Willful Realm wasn't considered the peak. Even now, it's not the peak. The true power of this world lies beyond that."
Li Hao continued, his voice calm but laced with the weight of knowledge. "In this world, the emperor rules over the Qi Dynasty. But even the emperor doesn't possess the true peak of power. The true power lies with the Immortal Protector—a Celestial Master who has lived for 9,000 years. No emperor, no matter how long they live, will ever match that strength. There is a curse that every emperor faces—they must reach the Transcendent Mortal Realm in their lifetime, but once they do, they are bound to it. To break through this realm… they must die. That is the emperor's curse."
Li An's eyes widened in shock, but Li Hao wasn't finished.
"The realm beyond the Willful Realm is the Heavenly Realm—equal to the fifth turn of the Qi Dynasty. And beyond that is the Empty Path. You, Li An, are the only one with Nature's spiritual power. That power is of the Immortal Realm," Li Hao explained, his voice full of gravitas.
Li An's heart skipped a beat. "Immortal Realm?"
"Yes," Li Hao affirmed. "With your talent and the power you have awakened, you might break through to higher realms, pushing the limits of what martial artists can achieve."
"Brother, why don't you follow the martial path too?" Li An asked, her voice filled with curiosity.
Li Hao's expression softened, a hint of sadness in his eyes. "I have already chosen the path of immortality. There are realms beyond the Mortal Realm, and creating a new realm requires time—a luxury I don't have."
Li An nodded, understanding now. "So, you want me to continue on this path? To master the Heavenly Blossom Sword Art?"
"Exactly," Li Hao said. "But to truly master it, I'll need to teach you the true moves of the Heavenly Blossom Sword Art. However, this will reset your small accomplishments back to the beginning. Are you ready for that?"
Li An smiled brightly. "If it means becoming stronger, then there's no problem at all, Brother."
Li Hao stood up, his eyes narrowing with focus. "The Heavenly Blossom Sword Art consists of seven moves, each with unique strengths. They are independent of each other, and only when you master all the moves can you truly claim mastery over the art."
He began listing the techniques.
"The first move is Heaven Blooming Thrust—a single strike that pierces all in its path. The second is Gentle Flow Falling Blossom—three gentle yet deadly slashes. The third is Heavenly Blossom Sword of Light—a protective move focused on defense. The fourth is Heaven's Blooming Sky Blossom—an ascending strike, reaching the heavens or descending from them. The fifth is Heavenly Blossom Rotating Sky—a rotating defense, making seven powerful slashes in succession. The sixth is Blooming Heavenly Slash—a single slash capable of splitting the heavens. And the final move is the 24 Heavenly Palm Blossom Slash—24 devastating slashes that carve the earth into blooming patterns."
Li Hao paused, his eyes sharp. "I will only teach you the first three moves. The others are too advanced for you at this moment."
Li An nodded, determination burning in her eyes. "Then let's begin."
As Li Hao continued to teach her the Heavenly Blossom Sword Art over the next few months, Li An's skills grew by leaps and bounds. She moved from her small accomplishments to the Transcendent Realm with the force of her newfound understanding. With each new lesson, she felt herself becoming more in tune with her spirit power, the energy of nature flowing within her.
Meanwhile, Li Hao, now at the peak of the second turn, was readying himself for his own next step. The Immortal Art he had begun mastering, the Nine Revelations of Immortality, was now at his fingertips, and his mythical power—the Cosmic Celestial Dao Eyes—granted him a sight few could even comprehend.
One day, as he completed his training, a notification sounded in his mind.
[You have taken one step farther in your life.
Reward: Yin Yang Flipping Heavenly Seal Palm Art.]
Li Hao's heart raced as he looked at the description of the technique.
[Yin Yang Flipping Heavenly Seal Art—created by a half-step Heavenly Master in the state of enlightenment.
Level: High Human Technique, Divine Level Quality.]
This technique, born from true enlightenment, was beyond anything Li Hao had expected to receive. The Divine Level was a level above profound comprehension—it was a level granted by the Heavenly Dao itself.
As he absorbed the knowledge of this new technique, he felt himself being transported into a vision—a scene of an immortal cultivator standing at the base of a towering mountain. With a fluid motion, the cultivator raised his hands in a Taichi stance, blue and red flames swirling around his hands. As he advanced, the flames split and merged, and with a single push, the mountain vanished into nothingness.
Li Hao shook himself from the vision. He wondered, "When will I be able to do that? Perhaps when I reach the peak of the Transcendent Mortal Realm…"
The following day was unlike any other. Li Hao knew it was time for the grand disciple tournament—an event that would set the stage for Li An's fight against Zhuo Tian. It was a day that would mark the beginning of Li Hao's mission to destroy the Zhuo family, an old grudge that had lasted far too long.
His blood boiled as he thought about it. This day would be the day he finally eradicated the roots of his enemies, the day he showed the true meaning of power.
As Li Hao prepared to leave, he sent a voice transmission to Li An.
"Sister, I'm going to work outside the sect for a while. If you enter the tournament, make sure to hold your ground for as long as you can."
Then, with a single thought, Li Hao disappeared, vanishing into the air, his resolve firm.